“Oh!’ Sammi gasped and tilted her hips, trying to be open enough to take it all inside her, trying to submit properly to the fucking she was getting.
As she did, Roark circled the table where she was harnessed, watching with apparent approval as the thick phallus penetrated her tightly stretched pussy over and over, deeper and harder with each thrust.
“Very good,” he murmured, coming back to stand in front of Sammi. “You’re doing quite well, my darling—opening up and letting yourself be fucked.”
“Yes, Sir,” Sammi gasped. Her head was hanging down but Roark lifted it and placed a hot kiss on her mouth.
“Kiss me,” he whispered, looking into her eyes. “Kiss me while you’re getting fucked, my darling. Kiss me while your soft little pussy takes all of that long thick shaft…all of my cum.”
Sammi kissed him back eagerly and as the thick phallus pistoned inside her, Roark explored her mouth and tugged restlessly at her nipples, sending sparks of pleasure through her entire body.
But at last Sammi couldn’t kiss anymore for moaning. The clit shield was still teasing her mercilessly, pressing her higher and harder but never letting her come. And at the same time, the deep, steady pumping inside her was driving her right up to the edge.
“Roark,” she begged breathlessly. “Please, please let me come—please!”
His eyes blazed.
“You’re ready now, are you Samantha? Ready to let your hot little pussy be filled with my cum?”
“Yes!” She nodded eagerly. “Yes, please, Roark—fill me up with your seed and make me come!”
“As you wish,” he growled. He pulled out the other remote—the one to the clit shield—and pressed a button on it at the same time he pressed the button on the remote that controlled the inseminator arm.
Sammi felt the thick phallus draw all the way out of her pussy and then thrust in again hard and hold steady, pressing its broad head against the mouth of her womb. At the same time, the clit shield at last settled on a steady rhythm that seemed designed specifically to make her come. It pushed her right up to the edge of orgasm…and over it at last.
A fierce cry of pleasure broke from Sammi’s lips. She had never come so hard in her life! Just as she had never needed to come so badly in her life.
She could feel her inner walls clenching hard around the thick invader, which was shoved to the hilt inside her. Her pussy was squeezing it—almost begging it to unload inside her.
The phallus, in turn, seemed to sense her inner contractions. Sammi felt it press even harder into her and then something hot and wet was bathing the mouth of her womb. No, not just bathing it, Sammi realized. The thick phallus was injecting Roark’s cum directly into her womb, filling her to overflowing with his heated seed until she could hold no more and the sticky wetness ran down the insides of her inner thighs.
“Oh, God—oh God! Roark!” Sammi cried in a strangled voice. “It’s filling me up! Coming inside me!”
“That’s right, my darling, it is.” There was a fierce kind of pride in his pale eyes. “And you’re taking it beautifully—opening yourself so perfectly and taking my seed deep in your sweet little pussy.”
Sammi hung her head and moaned as stars flashed before her eyes. She was quite certain that if the seed inside the phallus had been real, she would be getting pregnant right now. There was no way she couldn’t be, considering how the false cock inside her was injecting the cum directly into her womb while her pussy squeezed all around it as though begging for more.
“Roark,” she gasped. “Oh God, please…”
The stars were flashing more brightly now and they had been joined by black flowers that were blooming in her vision. Sammi couldn’t ever remember feeling so overwhelmed before. It was like her whole body was going into overload and her brain was shutting down.
“Please,” she moaned. “Too much…too much…”
And then everything faded to darkness and Sammi knew no more.
Thirty-Two
She woke to the feeling of someone licking carefully, tenderly between her legs.
“What…who…?”
Sammi’s eyelids fluttered and she found that she was lying in a dim room on her back on something soft. The gentle licking went on and on, as though someone who loved her was patiently bathing her sensitive pussy with his tongue.
“Roark?” she whispered, feeling in the darkness and running her hand through his hair. “What…what are you doing?” she whispered uncertainly.
The licking stopped for just a moment and he looked up at her, the dim light catching his pale eyes and making them gleam like silver.
“Cleaning you up and calming you down, darling,” he murmured. “You got somewhat overwrought after you came. Are you feeling better now?”
Sammi remembered the blindingly intense orgasm and the feeling that her body was overloading.